"It's fine, it's fine! Just a spar between fellow disciples!" Buddha Xuanmen said from the side, looking utterly unconcerned, as though Dong Santong were not his disciple at all.
"Yes!" Only then did Dong Santong remember that his master was still beside him, and he hurriedly answered respectfully.
"Yes!" Li Xiaoya also came to his senses and hurriedly answered respectfully. I got too carried away just now. How could I forget that two patriarchs were here?
"Take this!" Dong Santong attacked without the slightest hesitation or courtesy. White light flashed around him, and he appeared beside Li Xiaoya in an instant. A white ball of light had appeared in his hand at some point, and he thrust it toward Li Xiaoya's waist with blinding speed.
The old Li Xiaoya might have been finished off by that single move, but after several months of practical combat training in the Heavenly Gang Illusory Demon Formation, he had already extended his divine sense to its fullest and kept his guard up. Red light flared around his hand, and a frighteningly crimson flame appeared in his palm, flying straight toward the white ball of light in Dong Santong's hand.
Boom! The two collided in a burst of alternating red and white light, exploding with a roar. The blast sent both of them flying backward.
"Hm?" Dong Santong murmured in surprise, scarcely able to believe that Li Xiaoya's fireball could match his ball of light in power. Although it had only been a probing strike, he had used that very move to defeat his first opponent in the selection tournament. Relying on his exceptional speed to fight opponents at close quarters was his specialty; he had never expected Li Xiaoya to react in time.
That made him take the fight a little more seriously. He